Under the punch

1979, Guanzhong.

In the small green leather carriage, people were so crowded that there seemed to be no room for their feet.

Everyone squeezed in as hard as they could, and everyone seemed to have endless things to say.

There were people lying under the seats, people lying on the luggage racks, people standing in the aisles, and even outside the window, there were people holding their buttocks and hurriedly turning inside. Pots and pans, large and small, kept bumping and swaying, mixed with the cries of children, all kinds of shouts, and the weird screams of the broken speakers outside, it was so chaotic.

Just as the train was about to start, a head wearing a Lei Feng hat suddenly squeezed out of the noisy crowd.

The young man had strong eyebrows and was tall and strong. He held a heavy bag high in his hand. As if he had spent all his strength, he gritted his teeth and stuck out his head, then squeezed out half of his body, then blushed and pulled out his hands and feet.

"This battle is comparable to Zhao Zilong riding alone to break the formation."

Complaining in his mouth, Lian Youming hurriedly adjusted his crooked hat, straightened his clothes, and then quickly walked to a window and rushed He greeted his mother and younger siblings outside the window: "You guys go back quickly... I guess it won't be long before I have to come back."

"You brat, if you dare to cause trouble again, I'll see if I don't skin you."

Seeing that her son was about to go to the countryside to jump in the queue, Lian's mother on the platform was still in tears, but when she saw the boy's playful and smiling face, she suddenly became angry.

My younger sister, Lian Shuang, stood beside her mother and said worriedly: "Brother, you have to take care of yourself over there, and don't be impulsive when something happens."

The third child, Lian Lei, was only eight years old. He was being held by Lian's mother, and he yelled in a timid manner: "Brother, dad is actually also Here you go. He also said that you never regret anything you do. You are probably looking at you now."

Lian Youming glanced at the platform and smiled when he saw a familiar figure, "Okay, I understand..."

While talking, the train was slowly starting to move, but Lian Mu’s instructions came from outside the window, "Mom cooked your favorite tea eggs last night, and they are all in the bag. Remember to eat them on the road, don’t leave them for too long, they are easy to break... And when you get to the north, you have to change into the big coat in the bag. Don't freeze..."

Lian Youming couldn't help but respond, "I know it all, don't worry."

As soon as the words left his mouth, they were washed away by the deafening roar of the train.

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When he wanted to respond again, the station was already fading away in the receding scenery.

When Lian Youming saw this, he hurriedly leaned out and waved his hand. He only waited until his mother could no longer be seen before retracting.

Touching the tea eggs in his satchel, he smiled bitterly and said, "Good guy, this is too many."

At least a dozen or twenty.

As the train left, there were more cries in the carriage.

In this era, people are still very pure and are willing to stay away from the city for their ideals, traveling day and night to strange and difficult places.

Learn from Daqing in industry and Dazhai in agriculture.

Go to the mountains and countryside.

Lian Youming looked around and found that there were only a dozen or so people jumping in line in the carriage.

It is incomparable to the scale of the millions of educated youth who went to the mountains and countryside. Now it is the end of the movement, and most of the people who went to the countryside in various provinces have returned to the cities. As for himself, after graduating from high school, he was supposed to continue studying and enter college, but something happened.

"You just beat up a few gangsters who were teasing a little girl and asked me to hide in the countryside."

Lian Youming muttered angrily, but in fact he knew in his heart that he had struck too hard.

Several gangsters either had their arms or legs broken. The most serious one was the kid who almost lost half his life. His descendants were kicked by him. I heard he is still lying at home.

It’s also thanks to his own father’s military service, otherwise this matter would still be in vain.

But the most unexpected thing is that the girl he rescued actually denied being bullied and refused to testify, which is why this happened.

Having been born in two lifetimes, Lian Youming still doesn’t understand the twists and turns inside. Either this person was threatened, or he was paid to change his story. I guess those gangsters had some tricks up their sleeves.

But what he did was done. If the road was uneven, someone would plow it, and if things were uneven, someone would take care of it. He had nothing to regret. Besides, those gangsters were already showing off their swords. If he didn't strike hard, he might be the one lying on the bed now.

As for reading, reading is not reading.

Now that the college entrance examination has resumed, studying is the most direct way out. With his memories from his previous life, he could still get ahead no matter what.

Seemingly suffocated by the smell of smoke and sweat flowing freely in the carriage, Lian Youming simply walked around the crowd and found a breathing space near the toilet.

But before he could catch his breath as soon as he stood firm, an evil smell suddenly hit his face along with the cold wind outside the window, along with the strange smell in the carriage, mixed with the smell of some food, which made his face turn green.

"I'll go."

When Lian Youming tried to change places, it was too late.

People at both ends were squeezing in, the front road was blocked, and the back road was cut off. Lian Youming suddenly felt as if he was surrounded by enemies. All he saw was dark and full of surging heads, and people were staggering around in the crowd.

However, there is also an advantage to the smell, that is, he is the only one in the one-third of an acre of land around the toilet, which is particularly spacious.

Lian Youming was too lazy to squeeze out anymore. He just took out two balls of cotton from his satchel, rubbed them, stuffed them into his nose, hugged his luggage again, and squatted down with his butt hanging against the swinging car.

Unlike the other educated youths in the carriage, although they were traveling together, most of these people jumped in line nearby, and they might be able to get off in two or three stops. And the place he wanted to go was a bit remote. It was in the northeast, near Mohe, and he had to change cars in the north. Even if there was no delay on the way, it would take at least three or two days.

Seeing how noisy the carriage was, with cursing and crying, Lian Youming simply plugged his ears with cotton and held his luggage to cheer up.

Unknowingly, it was already evening, the sun was setting outside the window, and patches of red clouds hung on the rolling distant mountains. They were as red as blood and as bright as gold, reflecting the birds flying south.

Lian Youming didn’t know how long he had been squinting, but he heard a burst of singing in his daze, and subconsciously raised his eyes.

"The spring water on the border is pure and clear, and the songs on the border warm people's hearts..."

It turned out that a few college students came up in the carriage, and the singers were a few female students. There were also people playing harmonica on the side. The singing was high and loud, which attracted a crowd of passengers to watch and applaud, and kept cheering.

Lian Youming has now adapted to the smell next to the toilet. He ignored the looks of the people around him and sat down on the spot, listening to the song and eating tea eggs.

But as he was eating, he suddenly said "Huh", and out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone else besides himself in this three-thirds of an acre of land.

The man had a sallow face. He was rolling a few pancakes in one hand and holding a handful of green onions in the other. He didn't care about the people coming in and out of the toilet, he just ate big and delicious.

Lian Youming was curious and looked at the other person twice.

But I saw this man with unkempt hair and unkempt beard, wearing a blue tunic that had been washed until it turned white. His skinny cheeks were filled with food, and he was chewing very hard and seriously.

After chewing, you still have to swallow. Every time the man swallowed, veins popped out on his forehead, and his eyes were bulging, as if he had exhausted all his strength and seemed to be eating the last meal of his life.

Lian Youming's eyes widened when he saw it, his throat squirmed, and he secretly swallowed his saliva.

It wasn’t until the other party put all the pancakes and green onions in his hand into his mouth in one breath and swallowed it that he quickly looked away.

Looks like a hungry ghost eating.

Looking at the other person's clothes, he looked like a farmer, with calluses on his hands...

"Huh?"

Lian Youming's eyelids suddenly twitched, and he pretended to peek at the man's hands casually.

His father was the commander of a reconnaissance company before he changed his career. Not only was he proficient in firearms, grappling, and killing techniques, but he was also particularly skilled in investigation methods.

Although Lian Youming failed to obtain his true biography, he had been exposed to it and thought about it behind his back for a while, and his eyesight was definitely enough to identify others.

What’s more, he has lived a new life and been a human being in two lives.

However, it’s better not to look at him. With just a glance, Lian Youming’s original careless expression changed.

This person... is not simple.

The hands, half covered and half exposed, were hidden in the sleeves. They looked rough and thick, like a farmer exerting strength, but the strange thing was that the palms and backs of this man's hands were all covered with a layer of calluses, and not even a single hair was visible. Moreover, these calluses are evenly distributed, even between the fingers, and the palm prints are all worn away.

Lian Youming raised his eyebrows. He remembered that many of his father's comrades had been at home before, and one of them was similar to him.

What that man practiced was the Northern Eagle Claw Kung Fu. The tendons and bones in the ten fingers of his hands were strong, and with the slightest movement, the fingertips were as strong as pig iron. Although the other party said that he had learned a little bit, but with this little bit of knowledge, he just made three finger holes on the wooden table at his house.

Later, Lian Youming overheard his parents’ chat and learned that the man had been someone’s personal bodyguard before he was discharged from the army.

And the person in front of me is probably the same type of being as that person.

Thinking of this, Lian Youming was secretly amazed. He relived his life and thought he was going to be prosperous after being born, so he made up his mind to seize various opportunities, make a lot of money and become famous. Unexpectedly, I haven't done anything yet, but I bump into these strange people one after another.

In fact, he is also somewhat curious about these things, otherwise he would not have pestered his father to learn a few killing techniques.

I wonder which man in the world does not have his own martial arts dream.

It’s just that Lian Youming knows that since some things in this world are hidden in the world and few people know about them, they are destined not to be easily accessible to ordinary people. If it weren't for his parents in this life, he might have treated these strangers as normal.

Just like in my previous life, I have never heard of this kind of person, let alone seen them.

It was not like what was written in those martial arts novels, where a master bowed his head and bowed down before him. Lian Youming calmed down and simply stopped watching.

Life was too tiring in his last life. In this life, he just wants his family to be safe. It would be better if he could make some money and enjoy life.

As if aware of Lian Youming's gaze, the man shook his hands and silently retracted them into his sleeves. However, he saw that the young man in the corner did not react much, and the hidden fierceness in his eyes quietly disappeared.

It was getting late outside the window, and the train stopped and went, passing one station after another. The passengers around were coming and going, and their faces were constantly changing. Fortunately, the carriage was finally not as crowded as before. Lian Youming saw the right moment and grabbed an aisle seat, letting out a sigh of relief.

There were still more than ten hours before he got off the car, and he didn't want to stay up next to the toilet all night.

The night wind howled outside the window, bringing a slight chill.

Lian Youming looked up and found that the educated youths who got into the car with him were gone. The few college students who had just been singing were lying on their seats and fast asleep. The carriage, which was noisy during the day, has gradually become quieter.

Then, Lian Youming glanced towards the toilet again.

I don’t know why, but since he took a look during the day, the man’s hands have been lingering in his mind.

The man was still standing there, crossing his arms and closing his eyes slightly, as if he was dozing off.

As for Lian Youming, he has subconsciously imagined the identity of the other party.

A martial arts master?

The charlatan killer?

An expert hermit?

Or maybe it's a break?

Unexpectedly, as soon as the thought came up, it was out of control, and thoughts were flying in my mind for a while.

Suddenly, Lian Youming's eyes flickered and he discovered something particularly strange.

But I saw that the man's legs were slightly spread out, and he was clearly not leaning on anything, but his body was rising and falling with the shaking of the carriage, as if he was riding a horse or floating in the water, but he still stood very steadily, as if he was rooted to the ground and integrated with the carriage.

"What are you doing? Practicing?"

Perhaps his curiosity was aroused, Lian Youming simply turned sideways and looked at it quietly without covering up.

Since the other party can use his methods in such a place, how can he care about the attention of others.

Besides, it is useless for ordinary people to just see it. They have to see the way inside. Otherwise, in the eyes of ordinary people, the posture is no different from sitting or lying down, but it is a little weird.

Lian Youming was dumbfounded at first. Even though he knew that the other party was different from ordinary people, he couldn't find anything special about him. Until a little bit of time passed, the water vapor outside the window condensed into frost, and his originally sleepy eyes suddenly stared, and then opened wide, and the expression on his face became more exciting than ever.

As the chest and abdomen rose and fell, two streaks of white air suddenly came out of the man's mouth and nose, like a dragon and snake, several inches long, and then they were swallowed by the other person's mouth and throat.

In an instant, the man Lian Youming saw in his eyes had undergone extraordinary changes.

This man's face was radiant, his eyes were reserved, and while he was breathing, the two white mists like dragons and snakes were swimming in his mouth and nose, going back and forth.

As the man swallowed and vomited, the clothes on the other party also rose and fell accordingly. There was a storm inside, and even the loose tunic suit was stretched out with traces like dragons and snakes swimming around, and air pockets swelled up and down the whole body.

Lian Youming was stunned.

"What kind of doorway is this?"

But when he suppressed the shock and looked at it carefully, everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened before.

At this moment, two figures suddenly walked past Lian Youming.

For no reason, he suddenly felt cold and shrank his neck uncontrollably.

"Murderous!"

Looking at the two figures, Lian Youming's pupils trembled, he quickly suppressed the surprise and doubt in his heart, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

This feeling is all too familiar to him. It was exactly the same feeling as when my father had nightmares a few years ago. Especially the scene where he accidentally shouted "kill". The sound was like the roar of an animal and was so brutal that it scared the military dog ​​in the courtyard to the point of peeing.

Why is there murderous intent on the train?

Wait, are you going for that person?

In just a moment, the hairs on the back of Lian Youming’s neck stood up, and his heart almost jumped into his throat.

He carefully squinted and looked, and sure enough, the two men were all walking towards the man with the sallow face.

At this time, most of the passengers in the carriage had fallen asleep and it was completely quiet.

"What are they going to do?" Lian Youming's palms were sweaty and he subconsciously touched his satchel.

Under the dim light above his head, he could see his right hand moving and retracting, and a slingshot appeared in his hand.

He didn't want to do anything or help, but he felt a huge threat and subconsciously wanted to find someone to protect himself.

Just as Lian Youming was waiting attentively, staring at the backs of the two men nervously.

One of the middle-aged men in Chinese tunic suits suddenly stamped his feet and looked back.

What a coincidence, I happened to catch Lian Youming’s gaze.

One of the two people is old and strong, one is short and the other is tall. The former is wearing a Chinese tunic suit and the latter is wearing a people's suit. Their faces are as cold as iron, showing no signs of joy or anger.

Facing the other party's cold eyes, while Lian Youming was trembling with fear, the sound of the wind outside the window suddenly disappeared quickly, followed by the sound of wheels running over the tracks, and all the starlight disappeared.

But he entered a tunnel.

The already dark carriage suddenly became even darker.

At this time when the light and darkness were changing, as the lights outside the window flickered, figures of people intertwined at the junction of the carriages.

In a small space, murderous intent abounds.

Lian Youming's eyes widened, and he faintly heard several words such as "Xingyimen", "traitor", and "suffer death" in his ears. Then he saw the middle-aged man who had just looked back at him suddenly turned around and pounced on the sallow-faced man like a tiger.

Ke Lian Youming saw that this man jumped out quickly and retreated even faster. His back suddenly bulged, and his clothes ripped apart with a "tearing" sound. His brows were furrowed, and his face turned pale to the *** eye.

And whether it was an illusion or not, he noticed that the man looked at him with a hint of resentment.

The old man had silver hair, gray eyebrows and beard, and a thin and fierce face. He took the opportunity to jump up and down in the air, swinging into the air like an ape. He used his hands and feet together, punched his throat, kicked his heart, and attacked the man next to the toilet.

The man with the sallow face was expressionless, but his eyes went straight around the old man and glanced towards Lian Youming intentionally or unintentionally.

Learning Youming is thrilling but also somewhat unclear.

But the expression on the old man's face was changing. He turned his back to Lian Youming, and when he saw his opponent's movements, he thought that this man had helpers, so he subconsciously withdrew some of his strength from his all-out killing moves.

But the moment his mind changed, the old man suddenly changed his color.

The sallow-faced man was already slumping his shoulders and elbows, and the tunic suit on his body almost swelled when he lifted his spirits.

In the old man's eyes that were filled with shock and anger, the man bent his arms like a tiger holding his head, stepped forward with his feet, leaned forward to meet him, raised his elbows to protect his throat, and thrust forward.

"Humph!"

Lian Youming's sight was blocked, but he couldn't clearly see the fight between the two, but he heard a muffled grunt in his ears, and the old man suddenly swung his hands and feet and flew five or six meters upside down from the rear of the carriage.

This man did not fall to the ground. He stabilized his figure as soon as his feet sank. He took a few steps back, and a strange flush instantly appeared on his old face.

Before Lian Youming could recover from the shock, the old man and the strong man in the carriage suddenly moved aside without saying a word, opened a window and flipped it down with such dexterity.

At this time, the starlight reappeared outside the window and the train exited the tunnel.

As for the incredible scene just now, no one except Lian Youming could see it.

"Holy shit!"

Lian Youming was a little dumbfounded. He originally thought that when he relived his life, he would live in a period drama, but now he feels like he has jumped into a martial arts drama.

And it all happened so fast, so up and down, so dazzling, and it was over before I even understood it.

It seems that the man eating pancakes probably won.

Lian Youming quickly looked at the toilet, only to find that there was still half a person there, and it was completely empty.

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